[Comics is] one of the last havens for honesty when it comes to a reader’s genuine response to art. Most of us, if we don’t find any sympathy or pleasure, for example, in a modern painting, are likely to blame our own ignorance of the history and theory of painting. But nobody pretends to like a bad comic strip. Such harshness is necessary for any real truth to surface, I think, and for art to really contribute anything to life. Though I don’t know. I could be wrong.